Agatha Christie

which turns out to be a common or garden chilblain

parchment. Picking up a pen she dipped it in the inkstand

hammering on a door. Dora Bunner, who had been sobbing

he remarked disparagingly, indicating the disembarking passengers

pretty mare’s nest you’ve got us into this time,” Japp was saying. “It’s too bad of you, M. Poirot. …

The thing that was different and that ought not to be different was herself…